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Hello, my name is Mylene.

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Wednesday, January 25, 2012
On Geraldine's birthday (actual day), we decided to go out for dinner at Kashmir, an Indian restaurant. King of Bastards turned up, much to our surprise, cause nobody invited him, and the whole night, he made an asshole out of himself. Firstly, throughout the entire dinner, if he wasn't playing with his phone, he was sleeping. Then, when Geraldine told him her grandmother had a stroke, he asked her how old her granny was, and when she replied "78", he said, "Oh, it's about time". WTF??? Already majorly pissed off at that, then when we went to Java for dessert, he slept. THE WHOLE TIME WE WERE THERE. He didn't talked to anyone at all. And then he kept making excuses after that, saying that he was very tired cause he didn't sleep the whole of last night. TIRED THEN DON'T COME LAH! NOBODY INVITED YOUR ASS ANYWAY WHAT! Grrr.

On Saturday, I took a trip up to Dublin with Chris and Sarah on Saturday for the SMSI's CNY dinner (Geraldine took a later bus, we took the early morning one). We reached Dublin in time for lunch, where we ate at Elephant and Castle, a cafe on Temple Bar which is famous for their buffalo wings. We had that, and I had a steak sandwich.




 



The wings were yummy, really addictive. The steak sandwich was good, but the steak was abit too hard for my liking. I think it's cause I ordered medium-well, but the waitress probably heard "well" only cause that was how my steak came out. Pricey place though! Or at least to me haha.

We spent the day shopping. My iPhone stopped working last week so I had to tag alongside Sarah. The sales in Dublin weren't great- alot of stocks got wiped out already. Still, I managed to get 2 plain, basic cardigans in black and grey from F21 (2 for 12 euros), a shimmery, silver top from Pull&Bear (9.99 euros) and a country dress from F21 (7.99 euros). Not a bad haul, actually. Sarah and I stopped for an afternoon tea of Nutella-Banana-Chocolate (failproof crepe combo) crepe from Maud's. We met Geraldine after that and went to Imperial Chinese Restaurant for dinner. The food was not bad. Met up with SW and the rest of the Dublin people. I made chocolate cornflake clusters, thumbprint cookies with a blackcurrant jam center and brownies for SW and gang, and passed it to her at the dinner. We rushed for the 10.45pm bus back to Galway. I was so, so tired when I reached home, I could barely climbed the stairs into the house.

I spent Sunday morning skyping my parents, then popped over to Dunnes for some stuffs for CNY baking to give to King of Bastards because he was hosting Tuan Yuan Fan that night. Made chocolate cornflake clusters, brownies and sponge cake for them. Baked till 7pm (when dinner was supposed to start at 7pm) and so I reached late, around 7.30pm. And KoB had a SUPER BLACK face, which Geraldine said was cause we were late. Wtf?! We ate and played Wii till almost three, then we cabbed back. And after dinner, KoB slept on the sofa. Snored like the pig he is.

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